Two tiger-men hurtled towards them like orange missiles, disappearing into blurry afterimages.

Viktor was equally swift, with wind elements surrounding him.

He seemed to transform into a hurricane, his body, like a fleeting shadow, constantly darting across the water's surface.

Three rapidly moving figures left sharp echoes in the surrounding space.

To the onlookers, all they could see were afterimages colliding with each other.

The only way to see them fighting was through the high waves that rose up as the three collided.

Their figures collided with lightning speed, and the hurricane of their clash grew increasingly violent.

The two tiger-men waded through the puddles, their figures moving like lightning.

At this moment, a calm voice slowly rang out:

"You are far slower than me."

Their pupils suddenly contracted as they stared at the shadowy figure, a blend of pale and azure, charging towards them even more rapidly.

This fierce power and speed have left them breathless.

They could only vaguely see the wooden sword slashing past, leaving wounds on their bodies.

Reaching out to try and catch it, but only feeling the empty breath of wind.

Viktor moved like the wind, his figure darting past them many times.

Almost in the blink of an eye, countless bloody patterns burst forth on the tiger-man's skin, and bright red blood splattered like rain, falling into the puddles.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the clear water gradually turned red, and even the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The tigress roared to the sky and punched Viktor's phantom.

Whoosh—!

The immense force tore through the air, producing a deafening roar.

This time, she hit the target.

However, Viktor, who was hit, simply stood firmly in place.

Viktor didn't even raise his hand to stop her.

But behind his trench coat, a thick, massive wooden vine hand, which had appeared out of nowhere, firmly gripped her tiger claw.

The arm seemed to be tightly bound by emerald green magical patterns, carrying intricate runes that intertwined repeatedly.

The bound tigress struggled fiercely, but the enormous wooden hand seemed to possess boundless power and was unbreakable.

Even those five wooden fingers could not be broken off.

Only Victor's cold voice rang out calmly.

"You are not strong enough either."

Seeing the female tiger-man trapped and unable to move.

Tiger Boss's pupils contracted slightly as he stared intently at Victor, who was enveloped in magical runes.

With its four limbs planted firmly on the ground, it leaped into the air in an instant, leaning forward as its claws and fangs attacked Victor.

Viktor had already noticed the tiger's movements and calmly raised his right wooden sword to defend himself.

However, the tiger-man nimbly adjusted his body, twisting his heavy fist and sweeping it across Victor's face, just past the edge of Victor's wooden sword.

The force that cut through the wind was almost within reach.

At that moment, the group of noble lords stared wide-eyed in fright.

If this punch lands, Viktor, being a mage, would likely lose his fighting ability immediately.

Upon seeing this, everyone panicked.

But the next second, something unexpected happened to them.

Suddenly, Viktor's lips curled into a slight smile.

Suddenly, he raised his other arm, which had been motionless the whole time.

On that arm, a strange, dark, round shield emanating a sinister aura instantly appeared.

The shield's surface resembled the狰狞 (zhengning, meaning ferocious or hideous) face of a demon, with two rubies inlaid on its top, like scarlet eyes.

Sensing the evil aura emanating from the shield, the tiger-man's eyes widened.

The tiger-man quickly turned around to try to dodge, but the fist had already been thrown and could not be pulled back.

Finally, that powerful punch landed precisely on the round shield.

Bang!

With a dull thud, the tiger-man instantly became dizzy.

In the instant he was almost dizzy, the wooden vine blade in Victor's right hand was once again wrapped by the vines, transforming into a giant wooden hammer.

The giant hammer ripped through the waterlogged ground from below and soared into the sky.

More accurately, it was rising towards the tiger's body.

boom--!

Under this terrifying hammer blow, the body was as if it had been overturned by a giant wave.

His limbs were twisted, as if his internal organs had also suffered the same terrible impact.

Except for his ears, crimson blood gushed from all five orifices, mixing with the rainwater, making him look particularly gruesome.

The enormous orange body traced a path through the air before crashing into the puddles.

In a daze, Tiger Boss recovered from his unconsciousness and quickly straightened his body in mid-air.

It landed with a thud.

It supported itself on one paw on the wet ground and knelt on one knee.

The tiger raised its other paw and wiped away the blood mixed with rainwater from the corner of its mouth.

The tiger-man's gaze was fixed intently on Victor in front of him.

At this moment, it actually sensed a trace of something in its most proficient area of ​​close combat...

fear.

The battle lasted for such a long time.

It didn't even touch the other party once.

Is this even possible?

The crowd was equally shocked to see the tiger-man in front of them bleeding from all five orifices.

What exactly happened just now?

They witnessed firsthand how Viktor was almost at a disadvantage.

But in just a moment, Viktor turned the tide.

Even though the tiger-men and Victor were some distance away from them, that heavy hammer blow was still devastating.

But that violent aura also made their hearts tremble.

Victor looked at the male tiger-man before him and spoke calmly:

"As for techniques?"

"I don't think you can beat me."

Viktor swung his other hand, and the huge wooden hand swung around, hurling the tigress violently toward the tiger leader.

The orange figure soared through the air, like an orange meteor streaking across the waterlogged ground.

Water splashed everywhere, and her powerless body flew swiftly toward Tiger Boss.

The powerful wind emanating from the giant wooden hand swept across everyone's faces.

That almost tearing sensation instantly assaulted the faces of all the nobles present.

A distinct pain radiated from their faces and penetrated deep into their spinal cords.

The tigress regained her balance in mid-air and landed heavily on the ground.

Victor calmly watched the two tiger-men.

With an air of invincibility, the voice rang out calmly:

"If this is all you've got."

"But it still doesn't let me have my fill."